This boy vacuums the taxidermy. Moves the black nozzle over still-soft hair, over pink-veined ears, polished noses, thick necks. This one looks awfully offended. He’s gentle with the horns. Hardly skimming. Indignant. ...
I was born in Belgium. We came to the States where I spent my teens in South Philly and then Brooklyn. After graduating from Tilden H. S. I worked for New York Life Insurance Company. I joined the Medical Corps in the Air Force and was sent to...
No matter how early you arrive at an airport, your time there always seems spent in a hazy blur. You walk, or jog, alongside people you'll never see again. You sit beside and talk amongst others and never exchange names. It is the land of the temporary. There's a feeli...
In a dream, sneak away in cover of night
corsage tucked tight around pounding wrist
pulse thrumming through thick veins
powered by green poison burning from
the insides; this is the way it always was
fated from the start, the first moment
you looked in...
she was a brilliant light that could
effortlessly defeat all-consuming darkness
I cocooned myself in, did not know
anyone could exist who possessed
such a vision, had an innocence
I could not compete. And that was
my undoing - competition impossible, ...